15.Zoe.

I pinned Betty's wrists to the couch. She is looking at me with eyes that say: "Bring it on!" She makes wet noises as she accepts my manhood into her. She writhes as she tussles her hair. I have impeccable cardio and stamina. Taking her to Cloud Nine is no problem for me. She is smirking ear to ear as I repeatedly impale her.

She rocks back and forth with the powerful force of my pelvis. My big frame envelopes her body from above. She is quite clearly enjoying the feeling of being a tiny fragile woman toyed around by a roguish and cruel partner.

Her eyes roll back and she starts uncontrollably trembling. I show no mercy so she can ride the orgasm to the moon. Everything in the universe disappears except two naked bodies as we cling to each other in glee. A slippery white liquid fills her womb, a herald for a bundle of joy, and she gladly accepts my gift.

Kate, who got her share an hour ago looks at me expectantly. What a greedy harlot. Her caramel skin, her red hair, everything contributes to the overall allure of this semen demon. She aims to wring out every bit of seed out of me with her indecent body. The primal predator within me awakens. It wants to (sexually) tear her limb from limb. I pounced on her with gusto. I folded her like origami and trapped her under me. She admires my muscles with the tip*s of her fingers while I prepare to (sexually) devour her supple flesh. I put my hands to her throat and invited myself in. Of course, I'm not choking the everloving shit out of her like she is my mortal enemy. This is all playful stuff. I choke her just enough to make her excited with a mixture of fear and pleasure. She is delighted as her face turns purple.

We are both sweating like pigs. Our filthy bodies touch each other and our sweat mixes to produce the alchemy of love. she moans her heart out with every stroke. I show her pussy no mercy as it foams and creams all over my manhood. her eyes are glazed with appreciation and admiration because I dominated and impregnated her.

I insert myself deep within her birth canal and release my seed. This is where my swimmy boys were supposed to be. They deserve nothing less than a fertile womb.

We showered and went to bed. I had to (figuratively) ply these girls off my cock with a crowbar. Can't a guy just clean himself without getting dirty simultaneously? I washed myself and dried myself. They went into the bath after me. The last thing I saw before closing the door was them kissing each other. Why are these girls so horny all the time?

They came to warm my bed afterward. They love skin-to-skin contact with me as much as they can. This must be because we are in our honeymoon period. They just can't get enough of the pampering.

When I woke up in the morning, there was a text in my phone informing me that Zoe was ready to be dispatched from the hospital. Because she is compromised with addiction, it was best she would have left the hospital under my supervision. The doctor warned me as firmly as he could. I have to keep this girl away from drugs.

Chloe is still being treated. The scars on her arms need observation and her addictions need correcting via psychedelics.

I arrived at the hospital and arrived at the room where she was staying. She saw me and asked the nurse something.

She ran up to me and hugged my neck.

"Thank you for saving my life."

Gone was the ghoulish drug fiend from the streets. Yes, half of her face was full of scars but she is really pretty. Her curly blonde hair and her piercing blue eyes peer into my soul. I, however, have to skip satisfying my lust for her for a while to communicate what I want to request from her.

"Zoe, I'll take care of you for a while. Come to my house with me. There we could talk in depth alright?"

I put my trenchcoat over her and brought her out of the hospital after filling out the paperwork.

I called the taxi which brought them to the hospital. That taxi driver needed to see the result of the good deed he did. He was truly happy to see Zoe better. She smiled back and thanked the kind taxi driver for his generosity.

I brought her to the living room in front of the curious eyes of Kate and Betty. I made her sit on the couch and pulled a chair in front of her.

"First thing first Zoe, we need to talk business."

Zoe was confused. I didn't follow how these scripts were supposed to go. She was expecting the whole emotional theatre to play out in which everyone hugged each other and cried.

"Zoe, that fateful day, you've died in front of me. You would've died without my intervention. You took ever my whole day with your emergency. That's alright, I'm happy to waste a day saving somebody. However, I'm not alright with some things."

Zoe gulped.

"What are you not alright with sir?" She thought for a moment. She pulled her clothes down and revealed her breasts.

"I can try and pay you back with my body if that's what you want. I know it's nothing much but it's all I have."

I slammed my hand on the desk near me in pretend anger.

"Your life is in shambles! how long are you going to take it lying down like a bitch! don't you want revenge?"

She was shaken to her core. I can tell. She doubted she could even dream about getting revenge. I can see it in her eyes. She is thinking, she is just a woman. She was powerless against what was happening to her. I leaned back and gazed upon her.

"I'm a ten-star man. If we ever going to have sex, it's me giving you a boon, not vice versa. You are the one that would gain something by being with me."

She attempted to cover herself in shame.

"No, don't cover them. I like them."

I sighed in exasperation. She is looking at me. She is ready to take in all I say in like a sponge.

"Look, Zoe. You got mauled by a dog and got hooked on opioids because the doctor failed to communicate the addiction it causes to you. The government failed to legislate away the risk or failed to apply existing legislation, the pharmaceutical companies failed to be not inhuman monsters that poisoned people en masse."

I smiled at her. She is quite the empath. She smiled back. She keeps mirroring my gestures without realizing it. That body language means she trusts me and likes me.

"That brings us to our business Zoe. The Second Amendment exists so we can rectify these kinds of situations. Zoe, I wish to establish a militia with people who are in a similar situation to you. And I want you involved. Now tell me, Are you going to be prey or are you going to be a lioness?"

I can see what I say affecting her. She looks like she has been blind all her life and opened her eyes just now. Her entire air changed. A primal anger enveloped her entire being. A deep grudge contorted her beautiful face.

" Yes Sir. I'll get involved with your plan. I'll do whatever you say!"

I flicked her forehead.

"Don't do whatever I say! What part of being a lioness didn't you understand? Don't be my dog or someone else's. Internalize the attitude of a lioness. You can only live in dignity if you are capable of protecting that dignity with your power and attitude."

Her long-dead eyes went ablaze for the first time in a long while. (I just presume that due to her circumstances. I don't have any idea how he was in all actuality.).

I want to seduce this woman the way I want. I stood up and walked away from her a bit. I flexed my muscular back in front of her eyes in an impressive display of male beauty.

"So lioness, why won't you get what you want confidently?"

She jumped from her sitting spot and hugged my back. I could push her down and ravage her, but today's theme is making her into a lioness. She needs to learn to hunt and devour the piece of meat she wants and I'm alright with acting submissive to her during sex for this reason.

"Do you want it?" I asked. She smiled at me.

"Yes, I want it."

I placed a kiss on her chapped lips. "Then get it."

We both still have our pants on but she gestured for me to lie down and then she straddled me. I told her to take what she wanted from me. In true female fashion, she chose to do long and intense foreplay. So cute.